My AngelA Poem by Elizabeth Marie
This poem was inspired by my friend.
Thinking about the one you love, and only, in a matter of time, will it become true. To dream is to do, and doing is believing. Unless you believe you can fly and then you will fall face first into failure for you have not earned you wings yet my angel and you wont for some time so tread safely for I will not always be around to catch you when you fall or to save you when you fail but I will always be in your heart for ever yours to guide to deaths bed of natural causes you shalt fly in Upon my dying day and rescue me as I so rescued you.
© 2009 Elizabeth Marie
Added on December 15, 2009
Southwest Harbor/ Bar Harbor, ME
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